The Terrifying yet Amazing Emotions of a First Relationship <3

Hello again. 🙂

 

Sorry for my really long absence. College stuff started to pile up and everything, lack of sleep, and then I started the Super Shred which made me want to sleep forever as well. And then there’s been the times I’ve been going on dates with this amazing person.

 

Since this is very public, I won’t release too much information about him. But, let’s just say, he really is an amazing person, and he brings a silly smile to my face all the time. I wish I would have met him earlier and had the chance to get to know him then. BUT, everything happens at certain times for a reason.

 

Anyways, this person was the one I had mentioned back on Veteran’s Day 2013 in the post: https://elliemae21.wordpress.com/2013/11/11/why-dating-may-not-seem-such-a-bad-idea-after-all/

 

No, we’re not really ‘dating’ yet. But if he asked me, I’d say yes in a heartbeat. It became official April 6th, 2014. 🙂

 

There’s just something about him (without running the risk of sounding really clingy and desperate) that makes everything seem so much better. Whenever I get a text on my phone from him, it makes me smile like one of those silly schoolgirls. Whenever I get to see him, life sorta seems to disappear and there’s only the now and present.

 

He makes me feel worthy to be liked and possibly more, that I’m only just being too hard on myself, when honestly, I would just feel ashamed of myself because I’ve never been that worthy person. I went through all my life being told by other people that I would never fit in, never be good enough. My mother tried to convince me otherwise, but it’s hard to realize that.

 

This person could be going out with someone so much better than I, and yet here we are, going out together.

Happiness aside, I’m not really sure how to explain it, really. This person listens to what I have to say, and I listen to what he has to say. He opens the doors for me. He’s so respectful that sometimes I have to remind myself that there are still guys out there that care. It’s almost really foreign to me. LOL.

 

We have a bit of interests and a bit of differences. In all honesty, I feel it balances everything out, and I like that. When we’re talking to each other, there’s so much eye contact, and especially since I really like his eyes, I really enjoy that.

 

So, I realize I’m being really cheesy. I can’t help it. Amazing person = Amazing thoughts. I’m always afraid and I’ll think to myself ‘what if I mess all of this up?’ ‘what if I say the wrong thing, offend him or come off too forward?’

 

I mean, my mouth has no stupid filter when I’m really comfortable around somebody (meaning I’m totally random and not shy). Seriously. And it’s like, when I’m around him, I’m very comfortable (yet sorta still on my toes) and I just say things that I want. No, I don’t curse or anything like that around him, by not having a filter, I just, sometimes I think that I might just overshare something one day and this all would blow up in my face.

 

Obviously, when you’re going out with somebody and they’re trying to get to know you, they want you to be yourself and not someone you make up. But, still, there’s… boundaries to that.

 

Personally, I have boundaries, but at the same time, I don’t.

 

Honestly, I’m a little nervous about posting this, in case he actually reads my blog and thinks this is entirely dumb. I have a feeling that he won’t, but whatever. A part of me will always feel cautious around anybody.

 

I have so much more to say about this awesome person, but I won’t give away everything just yet. 😉

 

Until next time.

XO,

Ellie

Quickies.

Quick update/announcement. 

I’m still here y’all. Been super SUPER busy with college and other things that I have updates for. 🙂 

I’m in Indiana for Spring Break at the moment, though later on today once I’m done with college homework, I’ll be back online to update you all on things. I may have to be really vague about what’s been going on, but it’s amazing, nonetheless. 

 

Love Always,

XO,

Ellie

The Art of Friendship (Guest Post by Rynne Harrison)

Hello all! It’s Rynne again. Before I had written my first guest post, I had been asked by Ellie to write a post about our Friendship. With the little amount of time we have known each other, this is what I had to say.

Always,

Rynne Harrison
(http://rynneharrisonfiction.wordpress.com/)
First Guest Post: https://elliemae21.wordpress.com/2013/11/10/guest-blog-1-rynne-harrison/
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I was asked by Ellie to write another guest post, and talk about how we met and our friendship. Well, I’ll try my best. She has no idea what I’m going to put down. So, Ellie, I hope I do you proud with this, my friend. I love you.

 

At holiday time, you’re supposed to become more introspective, and I’m no different. I’m taking the time to reflect on what’s happened this year, and one of the brightest spots was meeting a young woman who is so inspiring, so kind, and so courageous.  To me, she is the Bones to my Kirk, my friend, my sister, my soulmate (Friend and Sister-wise).

 

I first met Ellie when I reviewed a story on the Star Trek: 2009 thread of FanFiction.net. I thought she had such afinity for the characters that I wanted to read more. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, Ellie and I met because of Star Trek. I had also written a story on the thread and posted a note on my profile that I was looking for an editor or a beta for my story. She messaged me saying that she would like to take a project on. We started messaging back and forth. Then, I think we both got tired of waiting for the message to go through. She asked me if I would web-cam with her, and reluctantly I said yes. Ever since that night, six months ago, we’ve been fast friends. We finally met back in September. It was like meeting a sister that I never knew I had.

 

I don’t make friends easily, but Ellie has been there for me through thick and thin. She has patched me up so many times in the months that I’ve known her, that I don’t know where I would be if it wasn’t for her. She has seen me throw things across the room, heard me say the most infantile things, helped me deal with my mother’s illness and my father’s inability to deal with life. We’ve laughed, we’ve cried, we’ve told each other secrets that we wouldn’t tell anyone else. For once, someone knows me, the real me, and I wouldn’t change it in the least.

 

She has given me the courage to follow my dreams, go back to college, and pursue my passion for writing and acting. She has made me want to experience my life and be a better person, and for that I am honored to call her my friend, my sister, my Bones.